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The
Slad Valley is one of the 'finger valleys' that radiate up from
Stroud.
We
get the dominant wind which is south-west, so all South Wales' weather
and the Atlantic storms come up this valley and you can see them
as they come round the corner.
The
sun sets down at the end of the valley over the Severn and there's
this afterglow which catches those quarries and it just sits
there glowing when the light is gone from everywhere else in
the valley - it holds the light to the last drop.  |
| Laurie
Lee |
You
can sit in the dry garden and see this silky sheet of rain coming
slowly round the corner over Stroud and up against the woods - then
it's time to go out in the garden and fetch in the washing and bring
in your jars of beer before they get adulterated.
Swifts
Hill looks like a primitive animal and sometimes to me it looks
like a fossilized racing car, but it glows like a heap of ashes
of roses on an autumn evening.
The
sun sets down at the end of the valley over the Severn and there's
this afterglow which catches those quarries and it just sits there
glowing when the light is gone from everywhere else in the valley
- it holds the light to the last drop.
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| Laurie
Lee enjoyed his ale and was a regular at the village pub, |
I have
been sitting watching that ever since I came back, the
continuous variations of light and shadow.
The
sun hits the middle field at a certain time in the year - in the
early spring and late autumn - and because of the shadow it seems
to rub off the surface of the field and you see the indentations
of an old settlement.
"I've
never discovered the origin but it's there and I hope no one will
ever dig it up or discover what it is. I'd like it to remain one
of our local mysteries.
>>Laurie
Lee on his early days in Slad
>>Laurie
Lee on his school days
>>Laurie
Lee on Cider With Rosie
>>Laurie
Lee on the Spanish Civil War
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